Sunday, October 29, 2023

By Your love am I drenched

(2805)  Surabhita niipanikuinje

Fragrant in the kadam bower,
You are a rain-shower.
In fresh shoots and green leaves You've dissolved,
Getting lost in sweetness.

In Your presence, there's no difference or division;
Between large and small I sense no distinction.
Whoever one may be, if he's gone amiss,
You are his Polaris.

And so, Lord, You're the sea of charity;
The jug of love is filled with Your beads.
In grief and in sorrow, to the affliction-stricken,
You are the emission of kindness.

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